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Bullets fired.

And in the midst of all that chaos, a faint echo that speared him with dread. Kiara’s voice, yelling, “Run!”

20

KIARA

“Iam so glad to see you,” Darcy yelled over the ruckus, as all four of them struggled to close the huge vaulted door.

“Be glad when we get out of here,” Kiara yelled back, adrenaline pumping through her.

As the door slid shut with a grating clang, she and Carol swung the metal panel over it, sealing the entrance and making it blend with the rest of the lab’s wall. Only two small creases to the side ruined the concealment.

All four of them stared at the wall, breathing heavily, in the brief moment of silence. A loud bang from behind the door broke the stillness. The wall trembled. The tables around them vibrated.

Kiara gulped and took a deep breath. They were safe for now. Darcy raced toward her, engulfing her in a great big hug and swaying from side to side.

“I am so happy you’re alive. Thank you for coming to find me, I was so scared.” Darcy mumbled, voice muffled by Kiara’s chest.

“We’re here now.” Kiara squeezed Darcy and gently grabbed her shoulders. “Are you okay?”

“Yes, I sealed everything when I heard the bang.” She jutted her chin at the main lab door, which was covered with what looked like a sturdier vault door. Alien Inc. kept its technology and secrets safe. “What the hell happened down there? Where’s Nazyn?”

“He is fighting. There was an ambush,” Leyra said, already pacing the large room, silver eyes searching. “They will breach the wall. We must protect ourselves.”

“Honey, I like you spunk, but…with what?” Carol twirled around the lab. The desks had slim computer screens on them and the cogs and wires of whatever Alien Inc.’s research team worked on–and not much else, apart from Nazyn’s office at the back. Kiara was kind of surprised this was all. The tech lab was the most guarded place in the Alien Inc. building apart from Deryg’s Domain.

“I can barely log onto a computer, let alone throw one,” Carol said.

“This isn’t all that we have.” Darcy ran from Kiara’s arms to the first computer screen. Whatever code she imputed into the desk keyboard sent seven blue, slim laser beams to different parts of the lab. On cue, the walls slid up, revealing seven small storage rooms, each with their own specialty.

Glowing vials, filled with liquids of different colors filled one of them. Another one had cables and small plastic rectangles with weird symbols sketched on. The room right behind Kiara had spare parts that looked like someone had disassembled a dozen or so robots and had stuffed them inside.

“These are all works-in-progress,” Darcy said. “And some of them are much easier to throw.”

“No.” A slow smile lifted Kiara’s lips. They had a fighting chance. Maybe they wouldn’t be able to actually defeat whoever those people banging on the door were, but at least they could slow them down enough to buy time for Deryg and the others to save them. “We can create an ambush of our own.”

She was really good at organizing and wowing the guests as soon as they stepped in, wasn’t she? She just had to think of a way to use cables and petri dishes instead of colorful napkins and ice sculptures.

“I do not know how to use these objects. They are not weapons,” Leyra said, sounding and looking totally unconvinced. “I see no sharp things.”

“Do you have any expertise when it comes to fighting?” Kiara asked.

“I have been trained in combat, yes. More than I’d like others to know.”

“Your secret’s safe with us, hun,” Carol said. “If we’ll all die, then you can be sure of it.”

“I will help. Conflict is the same regardless of the planet, I’ve noticed.”

“Great,” Kiara said as another loud bang reverberated in the room. A small dent appeared in the wall. They would rip through it, there was no question about it. But the four of them would be ready when they would burst in. “Let’s get those cables out.”

As Leyra and Carol both bolted in that direction, Kiara turned to Darcy. “I think they’re talking through some comm system. Can you jam it?”

“I can try. But without knowing the exact frequency, it will be difficult.”

“All we can do right now is try.” Kiara didn’t plan on dying as she lived–questioning herself. “I’m sorry you were alone up here. I shouldn’t have asked you to check the platform.”

It was useless now anyway.